Page 11 of Sinner
“What else does a company with a genetics lab, weapons workshop, and armed guards make?”
“Would it make a difference?” Barry asked. “If you knew what was going on behind the door? You still need your money, yeah? Now, enough of your blabbering. Push off before I run out of time to sort out my presentation.”
“Fine.” Flint picked up his gadget but stopped. Someone was coming out of the Project room.
It was Mao, one Gloria’s assistants. Flint didn’t get along with Mao. He didn’t get along with many people, but especially the scientists who worked with Gloria. They weren’t talkative, and when you wanted to probe them for secretive Project information, it made for awkward conversations.
When Mao reached the reception desk, he asked Lizzy something. She pointed in Flint’s direction. Mao’s eyes met Flints. Oh no. Did he do something wrong? Did the Sister snitch about the elevator? He shouldn’t have made Mary touch him inappropriately.Dick move.
Mao broke eye contact first and walked over.
“What do you want?” Flint asked before Mao spoke.
Barry glanced up, noticing the newcomer.
“Gloria would like to speak with you,” Mao answered.
“When?” Flint asked.
“Now. In the lab.”
Both Flint’s and Barry’s eyes widened.
“In the lab?” Flint confirmed. “As in,herlab?”
“Behind the Project door?” Barry added.
“Yes. Follow me, thank you.”
“But it’s—”
“Just go, Flint,” Barry urged. His unsaid words hung in the air. Flint might not get another chance to see what’s behind the door.
